My wife, Jo, and I both retired from school senior management roles in September 2017. We had a plan. Eighteen months doing jobs that we hadn’t managed for years. Then see the world…
Fate had a different plan. In January 2019 Jo was diagnosed as needing major surgery for tongue cancer. Radiotherapy and chemotherapy followed – before which she broke her ankle for good measure. This confined her temporarily, but at a crucial time, to a wheelchair.
I, suddenly, became a caregiver. I was, like so many others, far outside my comfort zone. There were many challenges. Getting Jo to hospital (almost an hour) every day. Coping with sickness. Coping with medications. Managing the RIG feeding tube.
It was at this low point that I realised how helpful it would be to talk to people who had trodden a similar path before us. Some months later we discovered Swallows, who were setting up a local group in our area. The ability to connect with others was an immense support. During lockdown we attended the national online meetings (and still do). We continued to learn.
When lockdown ended, the inspirational man who had set up our local group had, tragically, passed away. We had, by this time, become involved in various Swallows projects. Chris Curtis approached us to ask us to re-establish the group, and we agreed to do so.
We have continued to dedicate a considerable amount of our time to Swallows. We are now able to use our experiences to offer support to those who follow. Swallows has become an important part of our life as we make our small contribution to making things easier for those treading the path of head and neck cancer. As such I was honoured to be invited to become an Advocate for the charity.